Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Uniquely centered at the heart of the country is Smith Center, Kansas. We're a hometown-kind-of-place halfway between metropolitan Kansas City and the ski slopes of Colorado. We're a community where people wave to each other and you know your neighbors. We're a place where people still have backyard picnics and main street parades and you feel safe as you take an evening stroll. It's a lifestyle rooted in raising crops, nurturing families, building our communities, and enjoying the open spaces. Natives and visitors alike enjoy the fine fishing and hunting here. Our farm ponds and nearby lakes offer bass, walleye, crappie, and catfish. Our farm fields attract hunters of pheasants, turkeys, ducks, geese, and deer. People take time to stop and smell the sunflowers.
Monday, June 19, 2006
I love how some people have cigarette machines in their front yards - I've always wondered who actually makes profit from them:
I think this could quite possibly be the prettiest building in town:
This is my cute little German bank:
I've noticed that in every piece of artwork I've seen of Vilseck, this is the structure that is used to depict the town:
And this is the view from the Catholic church:
Sunday, June 18, 2006
I seriously can't get it out of my mind. I dream of it being a great yarn store, or a coffee shop (although one already exists in this town of 2,000 people). I keep trying to figure out a way to work it out, although buying property from Germany is close to impossible. But I think I've talked Scout into looking at it on our drive from Washington to Texas.
Business opportunities in Smith Center may be slim, but at the very least I want to own and restore this Smallville-esque building - I obviously have a weakness for old things in need of a little love.
On Friday, Scout and I took our Explorer in for a brake inspection and a "check noise in engine" inspection.
$788.76 (in parts) later, we walked out of the Car Care Center wondering if our hoopty was going to make it home.
See, two months ago, I took the truck in for a mandatory inspection so that I could renew the registration. It passed with flying colors. However, I let the inspection expire - so Scout had to take it back in a month later - the truck passed inspection again. No mention about brakes or the ungodly noise in the engine. In fact, when I took it in, the guy said, "I don't hear a noise in the engine. It's ok."
So now we have 0% brakes (well, 10% brakes on one side) and we were told not to drive the vehicle. We have to wait until June 29th for our appointment. Niiiice. Oh, and the timing chain has to be replaced (which, we've found out, is going to be about 400-600 euros for the labor).
It's actually kind of funny when I think about it. My thighs will thank me later, I'm sure.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
So I've decided that I'm changing his name to Scout to protect his identity - not because he necessarily cares, but because I don't ever want him stuck in a position where he feels he has to defend himself (or me) about something I've said.
In fact, his former First Sergeant found my site (Lord knows how). Not cool.
I just didn't want you guys to think that I got a new dog or anything - Scout is my soldier.
But who knows - maybe it won't make much of a difference...I'll try it anyway.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
And this is the church on top of the hill in Amberg. I can't remember what the name of it is, even though I've been there a million times. Does anyone know? Leave a comment if you do:
And this is the gorgeous view from the hill. I'm going to miss all the red-roofed buildings:
Sunday, June 11, 2006
The drive to Pottenstein is always breathtaking, but this is the first time I've attempted to capture the beauty on my camera (please excuse my lack of photographic abilities):
And here is Scout, enjoying his favorite German beverage - Hefewiezen:
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Thursday, June 01, 2006
However, I think I've inherited the eBay gene that my dad has. I love eBay. Seriously. I mean, did you see the Jeep I bought on eBay? Maybe I'm losing my mind.
Of course, I won't be making a habit of buying vehicles online, but lately I've been really into vintage pie carriers (all of which I've seen on eBay):
It helps that it's pink (which is a rule I apply to everything I covet), but vintage pie carriers are so fun. Why don't we have stuff like that anymore? I think I'm going to start collecting them. Yeah Scout, you should pay attention to that.